You'll See

You come on up to my street
Thinking you know all about me
I tried to tell you you were wrong
You knew that I still liked you
But you would never call me
Sit in your room all day long
You’ll see whose tapes are crappy
You’ll see it all in public
You’ll see just fine
Without me
I’m not the kind of girl with
A whole lot of free time
To spend on you, to give to you